Person To Three

Person To Three
Faithful


“ You won't say anything you know about my husband.” He said very fiercely.


“ Forgive me Madam! Because the one who paid me is Mr. Donzello not you.” The assistant now replied no less fierce than what his boss' wife said.


“ I can have my husband hack you right now..” Threatened him.


“ Please if you can fire me!” Her challenge back made Grace feel furious and immediately left the assistant who was also staring at her with a flat gaze.


Elsewhere, Charlotte is currently struggling spoiled to the old man she cares about so much. He was like his father who satisfied himself from childhood to the present.


“ Dear look our daughter already looks mature but still she is still spoiled like before.” He said with a happy smile.


“ He was always spoiled for you..” The answer of the wife who was nodded by the husband who was very happy to see his nephew who exuded radiant happiness.


“ Uncle and aunt are the reason I am always happy.” Talk to him who keeps smiling.


“ You are good at seducing us!” He said with a smile in response to what his one-nephew said that they loved so much.


Charlotte is the only daughter of her late sister, her mother before she died had entrusted them to take care of Charlotte. And it's true that the two took care of Charlotte with joy, no sadness was created. They showered Charlotte with so much love and affection. Even Charlotte is not said to be her niece but like her daughter they care about.


Drt!! Drt!!


“ Uncle for a moment I have to answer my phone first.”


“ Go.”


Charlotte was a little distant when she saw whose name was calling her from her current phone connection. “ Honey.”


“ Sweetheart I miss you!” Speak with a tone that cannot be interpreted.


Charlotte smiled faintly her face was shamed. Somehow every time he heard his lover declare love or just say ‘indu’ made him blush in shame. “ Dear you always have a sweet mouth.”


Donzello just chuckles softly at the end of his phone right now. “ Where are you? Have you finished your meeting?”


“ Already! But I'm still outside.”


“ Hmm.. I want to talk something but don't have any thoughts about me!”


“ What's wrong?” I don't know why their hearts beat so hard. “ You didn't divorce her and want to go back to her? I thought you must have changed your mind.”


“ Actually what is in your brain is hem?”


“ You will definitely come back to him, won't you?” Her body.


“ No! Holy hooch! Why do you think of the impossible Honey.” Donzello instead smiled amusedly because of the accusations of the lover who immediately spoke before hearing what he wanted to say.


“ Then what do you want to say if it's not that?”


Donzello breathed heavily. “ Don don't scare me. You promised us to open up to each other? What was? What's the problem seriously?”


“ Why? He must have asked you to come home, right?” He sighed bitterly. His heart seemed to be stuck with thousands of knives until the pain I felt today. “ I understand! You're not just for me but you also have her.”


“ Honey listen to me talk first! Why do you like to cut my talk with that shit.” His anger because the lover always thinks of things that are not important at this time.


“ Then what?”


“ I have an invitation to meet my client! a party! And Grace happened to know so she asked me to come with her. I turned him down but he threatened to stay in the company if I didn't agree to what he asked earlier.”


Charlotte breathed. “ I originally wanted to take you away but Grace found out and foiled all my plans. forgive me.” Again, feeling guilty. However Donzello felt very guilty because he himself said he would always go home to his place but now instead wanted to go with him.


“ It's okay Honey go. She's your wife too. I'm sure on the invitation there is your name and his name is not my name because you are husband and wife.” Get it by squeezing his heart that feels pain.


“ Don't be sad please! After the show is over I'll go home to your place. We'll be together.”


“ Taka what! I'm kind. Everything's fine. “


“ Charlotte.”


“ It's okay Honey I'm really okay. Go with her because she is your wife. Anyway today I will stay at my Uncle's place because they also have an event maybe tomorrow I will go home.”


“ Where is the address I will come to.”


Charlotte just smiled. “ It's okay Honey. I'm good don't worry about me okay. You're just going to a party with her not to sleep with her.”


“ Of course I won't sleep with her. If need be later I'll call you if I'm done.”


“ Alright!”


Charlotte just stared ahead, staring at herself from the reflection of the glass that saw her with the figure of a beautiful woman. Her face and her perfect body made her the meaningless third woman.


“ Why does my heart hurt like this. Though I had intended to invite him to get to know my Uncle and Aunt but unfortunately he went with his wife.” He said with a bitter smile at the end of his lips.


“ Ironic once in your life Charlotte. You're a beautiful woman. All the many men who want to get acquainted with you but you instead stuck an ambiguous love triangle like this.” Her own mutter with her who almost shed her tears.


The pain is currently being enjoyed by the beautiful woman who is still standing in front of her glass room. His heart was wounded imagining the lover doing whatever was their duty like a husband and wife.


“ Just imagine getting me hurt like this. Why love you should be this sick Lord.” He shed his tears. Letting the droplets of tears drip down his cheeks just like that. 


His chest feels tight to let his lover must go home to his wife. Imagining the no-no keeps the woman on edge with mixed feelings. His heart is not calm.


“ I can't be selfish! Let him be with his wife. Maybe they are heart-to-heart talk. If they come back I have to accept.” He murmured with a wrong tone.


Giving up the lover with another woman is the biggest lie of a woman. Should not be willing to say unwilling not to lie in order to keep one's heart but he himself is injured.


His heart was fragile, only he did not want to look hurt. He has to accept every consequence of what he decides.